Hey lady. Yes, you, the one who's been working out here in the building fitness center every morning this week. The one who never even acknowledges me when I walk in, even though the room can only fit about five people.
I don't know if you've noticed, but there's only just this one TV in here. So whatever is on that TV, that's what everyone has to watch. And yes, I realize the unwritten rule is that whoever gets to the gym when no one else is there assumes temporary ownership of the remote and can watch whatever he or she wants. So congratulations, you always get here before I do. You win. Enjoy your control of the television.
All I'm saying is, if the roles were reversed, and it was me who had the power of the remote every day, maybe one time I would offer it to someone else. Like, say, the only other person in the fitness center who I pretend to ignore when you come in after me every single morning. I might not subject you and whoever else might be working out here to watching the same stupid VH1 video countdown every single morning. Or even if I didn't offer you the chance to watch something you might want to watch, at least I myself might try changing it up, so as not to see the same lame Taylor Swift and Adele videos every single goddamn day. That kind of thing might be considered courteous. As opposed to your behavior, which I consider to be discourteous. I'm just saying.
Oh yeah, and as long as you're going to force me to watch the VH1 video countdown every morning...maybe you could turn the TV up to a volume where we could actually hear the fucking songs. What do you think?
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